The entrance to the Heaven Mending Pavilion was abuzz with excitement. Heads filled the view in every direction, and the youths rubbed their fists and flexed their palms, waiting for the trial to begin.
Elder Xiong Fei leaned against a large bluestone boulder, a wine gourd in hand. As he surveyed those youthful, spirited faces, his eyes narrowed with a smile.
"A fine seedling. This one is a fine seedling too. They can't compare to that little monster, but they still qualify as prodigies."
Shi Hao and Shi Qingfeng stood in a corner. Feeling the formidable auras of the cultivators around them, they could not stop their eyes from wandering.
It was a rare spectacle to see so many mighty experts gathered at once, and their hearts naturally swelled with excitement.
"Someone else got in with a token!"
"With so many geniuses, what difference would one more little brat from my family make? Heaven really is unfair!"
A burly man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, brown silk wrapped around his hands, looked toward a certain spot with envy brimming in his eyes.
Beside him, a little boy with black silk similarly wrapped around his hands gazed in the same direction, his eyes full of longing.
"That's already the thirteenth child! Over the past few days, more than a dozen have gotten in with tokens!"
Their words caught Shi Hao's attention. He looked where they indicated and saw a group of Heaven Mending Pavilion cultivators inspecting something at the entrance.
When he saw a girl produce a token and walk straight inside, Shi Hao immediately remembered the token Xia Youyu had given him.
"Big brother-"
Seeing how precious the token Shi Hao had given him was, Shi Qingfeng wanted to offer it back.
But before he could get